It is not with words I can express what I am feeling
I can't splatter my anger all over the page
Heaving out my anger face to face
Settling the final score
This beast is ugly

Filled and driven by hate for one person, I would gladly dance to the sound of a rock song on this person's grave
Murdered my soul
The air is too thick, I can't breath when they are around
I despise them
I wish one could erase one's blood

I want to scream but nobody will hear me and if they do, I can't be helped
Everything is dark again, that tiny spark of light that was once within my reach is gone

All of my hopes and dreams pull me back down onto the ground
This is supposed to be the happiest time of my life,
The prime of my youth
       so ******* tired
It feels as though I have lived for a thousand years.